Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Day 31- Quitting Love- No Sense of Self

This blog
post is a continuation of my post titled “What is Left After Love?” As I continue
to walk through letting go of my addiction to ‘love,’ which extends beyond only
relationship/romantic ‘love,’ to all forms of what I believed and had defined
myself according to what I thought was ‘love.’ It’s not love, and I don’t know
what to call the experience I used to define as ‘love.’ It was an experience I
would create within me, a positive energetic experience that I sought in all
relationships, which I completely compromised myself in order to obtain from
these relationships, based on feedback which I would interpret and then react
to within myself as the experienceof ‘love.’

But, as I
said, it was not love. It was absolute disregard for Who I Really Am, which, leaves
me feeling just kind of empty and lost. But at some core place within me, I’m
okay. It’s similar to when I quit weed and alcohol, wherein, because I was not
receiving the ‘highs,’ I immediately wanted to interpret the experience as a ‘low,' wherein I was left feeling like, "what do I do now." But then I slowly realized that “I’m okay,” “I’m still Here.”

Yet, I am not completely Here, as I must quit
and let go of all my inner energetic feeling and emotional experiences because
now I see them for what they are: absolute self-compromise. The crazy thing is,
looking back, it’s like I knew it all along. I was aware of every time I
manipulated, converted and contorted myself to fit a role, gain an experience,
or please myself or another. Every time I diminished myself, went into
superiority or lied to myself about who I was… I knew. And I still know.

So, now the
decision has to be made: who will I be? I guess that’s the big question. In
looking for an answer to that question, I look to the only thing that has been
consistent, supportive and unconditional, which is my breath and my physical
body. These are ‘parts of’ me that have never abused or compromised me. Only
myself as my mind has done that. I’m like this little passenger in this vessel,
and the vessel has been my life-support, but my whole life I have judged it,
abused it (literally), been ashamed of it, or flaunted it as if it were my
possession. It is not my possession, it is all that I am, thus, it is so much
greater than me as a passenger, who has not honoured it. Yet it is absolutelyequal to all other physical substance that’s Here. That is a concept that we
passengers find hard to grasp, because we so badly want to be the stars of the
show and have it be ‘all about us.’ But we are absolutely dependent upon our
vessels, and in fact, they are the only thing that is real about any of us.

So,
forgiveness on this point is at the same time long overdue and only possible
now.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
compromise and abuse myself as my physical body, as I as ‘the passenger’ as my
mind took absolute control and subjugated my body instead of realizing it
is/was the only thing about me that has ever been real.

I forgive myself that I have NOT accepted or allowed myself
to honour my body in/for every moment that it has unconditionally supported me,
which is in every breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
think/believe/perceive that I as a mind am/was the star of the show, that my
internal experience of myself was all that mattered, and then judged my body as
‘less than, ‘shameful,’ and ‘imperfect.’

I forgive myself that I have not accepted and allowed myself
to see/realize and understand that my physical body is perfect, because it is
exactly what it is supposed to be- physical matter/substance, and the only
imperfections are those which I have caused due to abuse over time,
conditioning and habits.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
also have participated within the polarity of judging my body as ‘beautiful,’ ‘sexy,’
and ‘seductive,’ etc… and then limited myself by defining myself according to
these judgments, judgments which shifted and changed from day to day, thus
causing me to experience ups and downs, and instead of stopping my
participation within these polarity cycles, I blamed my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
blame my physical body for my negative internal experiences, wherein I would
cause myself to pump myself full of chemicals associated with shame and self-loathing,
causing my body to endure such chemical and energetic rushes which takes away
from it as it I abused it to support my fleeting emotions and feelings.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
waste my physical body as I slowly accept and allow myself to waste away,
instead of realizing that I was wasting the only thing I ever really was for
that which I never really was, which is experience- fleeting and limited.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
fear to lose that which I never really had, for that which I already am.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
value that which destroys me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
believe myself to be that which destroys me, so thoroughly that I became it,
and thus continued to destroy me, as myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
continue to believe, and to base who I am upon beliefs and ideas, ideals and
fantasy, instead of looking at the actual reality that is Here, wherein it is
all so obvious and the evidence and signs of it are everywhere, yet in it, as
it, I couldn’t see it.

When and as I see myself looking for experience out of fear
of ‘not knowing what else to do,’ ‘who to be,’ or ‘who I am without roles,’ I
stop, and I breathe. I bring myself back into awareness within the
understanding that I am still okay, I am still Here, and I will always have me,
within and as each breath. I remind myself that it’s okay to not know who/how
to be, and it’s better to do nothing than to try/attempt to be what I’m not for
the sake of experience.

I commit myself to continue opening my eyes, and to teach myself about that which is actually Here, by looking, seeing, realizing and understanding, and giving myself the platform of self-support thatcan provide through writing, self-forgiveness and self-corrective application.

I commit myself to walking this process into the physical, because now I truly see what a sham it all is/was/has been and will continue to be if we keep on ‘living’ the way we are currently accepting and allowing ourselves to love.

I commit myself to honour and move within and as my physical body in every moment of breath.

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Hi, my name is Kimberly Kline (nee Doubt). I stand for an Equal Money System- I stand for a dignified life for all beings and I will no longer accept or allow this system of human greed and self-interest that is causing suffering, starvation and abuse for the masses. Every 'solution' we have tried so far has failed- from the United Nations to the United Church. Individual self-change and leadership by example is where it's at. I humbly commit myself to this process and invite anyone who has respect for Life to join me and walk with me, beside me, as self-willed equals, until all are free from the global compromise humanity has created for itself.
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